Page 36 of Finn (Dirty Misfits MC 6)
I smiled. “I’d enjoy that, thank you.”
She looked me up and down. “And maybe think about teaming up with someone. You’re hot as hell, and men pay a lot of money these days just to watch two women go at it.”
I giggled. “I’ll keep it in the back of my mind.”
She gave me one more once-over, then she strutted right across the road. Her heels were almost an impossible height, and her curves spilled out of slats in her clothes that would’ve made any man howl at the moon. She was gorgeous, and it made me wonder what the hell she was doing in a profession like this.
And as I watched her pluck her “John” away from one of the girls on the other side of the street, I watched closely to how they interacted.
I just didn’t expect to see money changing hands so quickly.
Do they pay upfront here or something?
Beth turned and looked at me from across the road before the John she was talking to ushered her into an alleyway they were standing in front of. But, I got a bad feeling in my stomach when they disappeared into the darkness. That didn’t seem right. I mean, all of these motels around and they wanted to set up shop in an alleyway? That didn’t make any sense.
Then, I saw another man creep his way into the alley.
“Shit,” I hissed.
I heard trash cans being tipped over and booked it across the street. Some of the girls started turning to watch the commotion unfold as I heard a muffled screech come from the darkness. I slid my phone into my bra and leapt into a sprint, running as fast in my thigh-high boots as I could.
Then, I heard it.
“No! Stop it! Please!”
A man’s voice growled. “You overcharging, pretentious little bitch.”
“No, I didn’t. I swear, those have always been my--no!”
I heard the ripping of clothes as sweat dripped down the nape of my neck. I heard their voices, but I didn’t see their bodies. My head was on a swivel while I listened to Beth struggling to get away from her assailants. But, it wasn’t until a random light on the side of one of the buildings flickered, giving me a split-second view of the pitch black alleyway.
And that’s when I saw both of those men holding Beth down while they ripped her clothes off.
“Hey! You two!”
The bulb from the light busted, sending glass shattering to the ground. I heard heavy footsteps scurrying to get away while one of the guys cursed beneath his breath. But, I also still heard Beth gurgling on her own spit. She gasped for air and I charged the general area of the alley where I had seen her pressed against the wall, swinging my arms through the air in the hopes of connecting with the other guy that refused to let go of her fucking neck.
And when my fist connected with the man, I heard Beth gasping for air.
“My pouch. It fell in the alley. Did you see it?” she gasped.
I reached down and grabbed the man by his hair before I cleared my throat. “No.”
“Shit,” she hissed.
Another light flickered above our heads, allowing me a split-second look at the man’s face. I shoved him against the wall so hard that he cracked his head against the brick, and I felt something warm dripping down my fingertips.
I didn’t care, though.
This man was as good as dead, as far as I was concerned.
“You picked the wrong bitch to fuck with tonight,” I grumbled.
With one good punch to his nose he slumped over, completely unconscious. I released him and listened as he crumbled into a pile on the ground, falling into a puddle of water that was soaking the outside of my boots. I heard Beth whispering to herself as she crawled around on the ground, feeling around for whatever the hell she had lost.
I had half a mind to slap handcuffs on the unconscious idiot before calling the chief. But, I knew he wouldn’t be able to send reinforcements. Budget cuts, or whatever bullshit answer suited the department for now. Plus, handcuffing anyone meant blowing my cover to Beth.
So, I pulled my phone out of my bra and turned on the flashlight.
“There, that should help,” I said.
Beth cried out for joy. “Oh-ho! I got it! There it is!”
I watched her scramble for a sparkling red bag tied off with a red bow and I wondered what it was. But, I didn’t have to wonder for long. She stood to her feet and untied the bow before pouring a small amount of freshly-cut diamonds into the palm of her hand. And as my jaw dropped open, she moved her hand so they could shimmer beneath my cell phone’s flashlight.
“He’d be so mad if I lost these,” she whispered.
